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I'm Mr. Freeze Miser

First it Floods, then it Snows. What's Next?

I awoke this morning hearing children's voices laughing and having fun. Odd, I thought. It's a Monday. I didn't think school was closed for Thanksgiving. Then I saw out the window in the closet that the trees looked very snow-covered.

I wasn't surprised—as the forecast had said we could get snow Saturday night into Sunday morning. Turns out the weathermen were a day off. But I'm sure the kids were happy by Mother Nature showing up on Monday instead of Sunday.

The beasties didn't give me the look as if to say, "Make that cold litterbox stuff go away!" as I believe they are in a state of denial. They all acted like it was another day in the world in which I am to serve them their tuna in a timely manner.

I took this picture of Mr. Doo looking out at the snow. He had his usual look of evil about him—he knows he can take on anything and win.